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Faded

My mind is like a cage, 
my thoughts are like a trap,
everything good seems to fade.
My presence is a pest,
my "friends" have never been true.
I am finally fading into darkness,
my eyes are like pits of lava,
waiting to be my death,
there is not one soul i trust,
because trust will be my downfall.
I am finally faded.
- ShadowUnknown

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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